by Abbe Rolnick | Aug 7, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
A long little dittySeven days start when they doNo end or beginning only light and dark, Light and dark,Rise and shineRest and reclineAh but in between You are mineI zero in on your dreamsOf gelato, not ice creamToo sweet.I massage your feetWalk up and down that...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jul 31, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Campfire pleasures I remember my first smoreThe gooey mess of melted marshmallow On top of chocolate and a plain graham cracker.The heat from carefully laid firewoodLit by rubbing two sticksSmoke blown by windTasting the ashes as they fellThis was the cap to skewered...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jul 24, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
RipplesI looked at the roses in a vaseElegant long stems devoid of prickly barbs.On a bush the barbs protected.Denuded, they proclaimed their worth.Was it real?I watched the beggar on the cornerOnly ask for money from people who Wouldn’t look him in the eye. And...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jul 17, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
If you run with labels, you will fall.From an organizational perspectiveA label defines who, what, and where content goes.A wealthy mine of hierarchy Advanced for profit.A haven for marketers.For a person defined by a labelThey become an adjectiveLost within a noun.I...
by Abbe Rolnick | Jul 16, 2025 | Abbe's Notes, Abbe's Ruminations
The Magical Garden of Life—you never know what you’ll reap Abbe’s Ruminations July 2025 I no longer own a plot of land to seed a soil-based garden. I miss my fresh lettuce, those tender sweet peas as they form on traveling vines. Or the beets that mature...
